“I am well aware of the danger Emily,” Tracey replied raising her head and looking her cousin in the eye, “I still stay that as mistress of this land it is your decision.” Emily squeaked in delight, “Well in that case I decide to brand you.” she giggled and on saying that she spun round and walked out. Tracey had no idea why she had acted as she did, she certainly did not want to be permanently branded and the consequences that would bring on the other hand she was feeling totally submissive, ever since she had stood naked in front of pornstar Emily's husband. The whole idea of being a fancy girl was strangely attractive , could it be any worse than be married to her husband! She knew it could of course, she would effectively be a slave, a white slave but still a slave. Somebody else’s property. How was she going to get out of this, she had just told her cousin that she was free to brand her and that was what Emily intended to do! While she stood pondering her fate the door suddenly opened and the room was full of girls her age, giggling and looking at her curiously. They were all very pretty and barely dressed , wearing just small towels wrapped loosely around their bodies. It was obvious that these were her living companions, real life fancy girls. Introductions were made and the girls seemed to accept her as one of their own and within a minute of entering the room the towels were discarded and Tracey found herself surrounded by five completely naked girls! They didn't seem to be in the least bit embarrassed as they painted their toenails and any other pampering that needed doing and Tracey had ample opportunity to observe the brands on each pretty bottom which clearly denoted what these girls were. Five minutes later the door opened again and in came Emily, the girls although naked were not embarrassed at all and oral all curtsied as the lady of the house came in. “I see you've been making friends Tracey.”, she said amused, “I've just come to tell you that the blacksmith is currently away in town picking up some supplies so your masturbation branding will have to wait., in the meantime settle in here and make yourself at home with your sisters, I may see you in a few days.” and with that she was gone and Tracey was left alone surrounded by five naked girls! Over the course of the next two days she soon found out that the life of a fancy girl was fairly mundane. All they seemed to do was sit around gossiping and sewing with no real work to do, yes they had huge to keep their room tidy etc. but that was pretty simple work. The girls were friendly enough to Tracey and treated her as one of their own but all the time she could only wonder when Emily babe would return with a wicked smile on her face and say her husband had gone and she was free to return to the big house and reclaim her previous life. Then on the second full day Emily did return but it was with a completely different proposition! He must have had a bad hangover as he growled at me to let him sleep just a little longer, I too had a bit of a hangover but I wasn’t so grumpy this morning, I actually felt really satisfied, and looking at what I had on clothes wise I could tell why. “Fine,” she said, looking down at the floor. “Thank you,” she answered babe as she straightened the dishes on the tray. Willy whispered, "You choose. Leaning forward also, Julie closed her eyes and planted a soft kiss on his lips. “To begin”, said George, “we will ask our demonstrators to disrobe.” This was incredible to feel. “Ted, you oral gosh-darn fool! Am I really going to do this? “Mark Iger, your life is never going to be the same,” Charlie said from behind him. Can fantasies cancel each other when the wife acts on her husbands fantasy, but then her own hidden fantasy is brought to the surface? However on one visit, I noticed an attractive young girl was behind the counter. “Let’s go pornstar to huge your bedroom”, said Wilson “oh please no I don’t want to fuck you guys in my husbands’ bed”. She couldn't stand for being ridiculed like this anymore. He was hard for me. Are you just lashing out at me now?" she grumbled, starting to walk back and forth. Stepping through the green membrane, we entered my basement. Right now! Then she threw back her head. With this the little girl smiled in appreciation and his other audience seemed to be enthralled. My frown relaxed, then creased into a smile, then a grin, then a grimace like a skull’s, my tusks pressing into my upper lip, a terrible exhilaration burning through me. “Change of plan, Jefrok.” I said, tossing the scroll into the flame, masturbation “Spread the word to the tribes: we’re going to Castle Thorum.” I watched with a dark delight as spurt after spurt of my cum shot across her photo.